Jack smiled. “There were other things he requested as well.”Her eyes widened.“He also wanted me to help her bathe and dress her for her date wit... him.”“Bloody hell!”“Yes,” Jack replied. “Ben knows how to play a cuckold.”“I take it that you did as he suggested.”He nodded. “There were other things to but they’re a bit personal.”“I see,” she smiled. “Would they shock me then?”“I’ve no idea,” he shrugged. “But it would embarrass me telling you.”“But you did them all the same.”Jack nodded.“Would it. I think the peter meter was now just below 100.The doorway was wide enough that Charlene could stand more or less alongside of us. She now had a ping pong paddle in each hand as she began once again to smack my ass and Judy's.With separate paddles for each of us, Charlene had more opportunity for variation. Sometimes she would strike both of us at exactly the same time, sometimes she would alternate me and then Judy and sometimes one paddle would strike just ahead or behind the other.I am not. Eventually the woman was standing, bent over at the waist with her palms wresting on the man’s knees for support, as she got fucked from behind by a second man. She was using the man in the chair as a prop, a support, and even though with each thrust their lips came close enough to kiss she did nothing to include him in their sex act. He may as well not have been there.“Such torture! I imagined the scene myself, at night. At first my husband was fucking me, which was a nice fantasy. Then as I. That is such a turn on for my husband. He quickly got into position between her inviting thighs as his cock stood proud. I could barely contain myself as he aimed that monster cock at my mother’s hot wet pussy. I became even more excited as he wet the head of his cock in her nectar. Mother had her thighs spread wide open waiting to receive my husband’s big cock. She begged him to go slow because it has been awhile since she had some dick and even longer since she had a cock as large as his. .